"Whimsical."

In the student union office, Qiao Shishi slammed a document on the table.

"Sister Shishi, what's wrong?"

Liu Yun shuddered when he heard Qiao Shishi's voice, and raised his head and asked.

Qiao Shishi waved her hand: "It's none of your business." ”

"Uh-oh." Liu Yun estimated that she was angry, and he didn't dare to ask any more, so he buried himself in sorting out the file.

I don't know which poor guy has committed on Sister Shishi's head, Liu Yun mourned for this little pity for three minutes in his heart.

Qiao Shishi looked at the so-called club application materials in front of her and sneered in her heart.

It's in her hands.

ZHOU Yan.. Hum.

A freshman also wants to create a school-level club, but I really don't know how thick the sky is.

The handwriting in front is somewhat similar to Sister Wan, but Sister Wan's handwriting is much more chic than the writing in this information, Qiao Shishi estimated that Zhou Yan copied it from a girl who found it, and the information was written in a decent way, but a freshman does not meet any conditions for creating a club, and it is not whimsical.

I don't know where Zhou Yan, a scumbag, found the template for this club application material, but on her workbench, it was really a blind cat and a dead mouse, which made her caught. Eight Chinese Net

No, she's not a blind cat.

Qiao Shishi didn't think much about it, she directly took this information in her hand, and when she walked out the door, she saw a large trash can and threw this information into it very casually.

Looking at the information buried in the garbage, Qiao Shishi felt very relieved.

Estimated that the dead scumbag, still thinking about how to get by, she is not used to it.

Qiao Shishi returned to the office, lay down on the chair very comfortably, and then clicked on the reward group in QQ.

Since there is this bounty group, she doesn't have to run errands herself, which is very convenient.

"Liu Yun, what kind of milk tea do you want to drink, you minister and I am happy today, please drink it." Qiao Shishi glanced at Liu Yun, who was far away from the air conditioner, and asked with a smile.

"Ah, Sister Shishi, no, no." Liu Yun hurriedly waved his hand.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, how could Sister Shishi invite him to drink milk tea for no reason.

Qiao Shishi: "Hurry up."

"Sister Shishi, do you want a glass of lemonade?" Liu Yun asked tentatively.

"Okay, I'll arrange a large portion for you, wait."

Qiao Shishi said directly, she was about to place an order, but it seemed that Sister Wan was going to come to the office after the end of the teacher's joint training, Qiao Shishi thought about it, and ordered a large glass of lemonade for Zhou Wan.

After placing the order, Qiao Shishi said: "It's done!" ”

"Thank you, Sister Shishi." Liu Yun hurriedly said.

"You're welcome."

Qiao Shishi thought to herself that several of her couriers seemed to have arrived, and they were all large items, so she placed a few more orders in the bounty group.

....

on the bus

Zhou Yan lay on Lin Congee's lap and took a nap, he only felt that the pillow was very comfortable.

Lin Congee Porridge sat quietly, the afternoon sun was a little hot, Lin Congee Porridge pulled the curtains to block the light as much as possible.

Zhou Yan stretched his waist and accidentally touched a certain place, Lin Congee Congee's eyebrows were slightly constricted, and there was a little more color in his eyes, but he knew that Zhou Yan lying on his lap was an unintentional move, and Lin Congee Congee had no extra movements.

Zhou Yan didn't know why, he suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, he shivered, reached out and grabbed a delicate little hand.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes and found that he was lying on Lin Congee's lap, so he quickly let go of Lin Congee's hand and sat up.

"I'm sorry, I was in a daze just now." Zhou Yan said embarrassedly.

Lin Congee made a 'It's okay' gesture to Zhou Yan, her pretty face was slightly red, just now she let Zhou Yan lie on her lap, but Zhou Yan didn't know.

"When I said how to sleep, there was a smell of flowers, which turned out to be pillows on your lap, and I don't know how to lie on it." Zhou Yan muttered, as if he was a little puzzled.

Lin Congee Porridge's face turned even redder and lowered her head.

Zhou Yan looked at Lin Congee Congee's cheeks flushed, and only felt very cute, he asked with a smile, "Are Congee Congee legs sore?" ”

Lin Congee shook his head.

Zhou Yan joked: "There is still a way to go, why don't you sleep on my lap for a while?" ”

Lin Congee was stunned.

She looked at Zhou Yan, tilted her head and thought about it again, and then slowly leaned on Zhou Yan's thigh.

Lin Congee Congee's body was very light and light, leaning on Zhou Yan's body Zhou Yan almost didn't feel anything, but where did Zhou Yan think that he was just joking casually, after all, Lin Congee Congee would not really come up, I didn't expect this stupid girl to be so obedient.

Seeing the girl with her hands crossed and lying on her lap with her eyes closed very obediently, Zhou Yan was also a little crying and laughing.

Lin is really good, won't he refuse him?

However, looking at the tranquil appearance of the porridge, Zhou Yan said that if he was not moved, it was fake, this girl from the mountains, this Lin girl who knew medical skills and martial arts, was using his thighs as pillows at this time.

Zhou Yan estimated that he was lying on Lin Maiden's lap just now, which made her leg numb, so now she wants to get it back.

Only... Strange cute.

The little beauty embryo fell asleep quickly, and Zhou Yan didn't bother, the sun was a little hot, even if there was a curtain to block it, a lot of light came in, Zhou Yan spread out his palms and blocked Lin Congee a little.

.....

When the bus arrived, Zhou Yan carried a large bag of Chinese medicine and shamelessly took Lin Congee's little hand.

When he came to the pet hospital, Zhou Yan originally wanted to put the little orange cat in a cage and take it with him, but Mu Qin specially gave the little orange cat a warm nest in order to thank Lin Congee for his help, as well as a series of special toys and utensils for raising cats.

When he came to the commercial street, Zhou Yan saw Hu Xin'er in front of a pickup truck, moving boxes of drinks down.

There were more onlookers around, and it was estimated that it was rare to see a big beautiful girl moving things, and they were all watching.

Zhou Yan saw that several boys took the initiative to help, but they were all rejected by Hu Xin'er, and the boys were originally very disappointed, but Hu Xin'er said that the old lady worked in the Jiedian supermarket, and if you wanted to see the old lady, you could come to the Jiedian supermarket to shop.

Hu Xin'er also noticed Zhou Yan and Lin Congee who were standing on the side, and was slightly stunned.

"Congee Congee, why are you with Zhou Yan?" Hu Xin'er wiped her sweat and asked.

"What a smell of Chinese medicine." Hu Xin'er frowned.

"Congee Congee and I went to buy Chinese medicine." Zhou Yan explained.

Hu Xin'er: "Take Chinese medicine? Zhou Yan, you won't get seriously ill, right? Porridge porridge you stay away from a little Zhou Yan. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Zhou Yan ignored Hu Xin'er and directly used the key to open the roller shutter door of the store next to him.

"Zhou Yan, are you working here?"

Hu Xin'er was stunned: "If you work here, you might as well go to the old lady's supermarket to work, and the old lady can still give you more wages on your handsome face." ”

Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to Hu Xin'er, and walked in after opening the door.

Lin Congee made a gesture to Hu Xin'er.

Hu Xin'er was stunned again: "Congee porridge, you mean, this shop is Zhou Yan's?" ”

Lin Congee nodded.

Hu Xin'er swallowed her saliva: "It's so awesome." ”

Lin Congee made another gesture and gestured for the drinks on the pick-up truck.

"Porridge, porridge, you want to help me?" Hu Xin'er hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, your little arms and legs, what if you get tired?" ”

It's just that then, Hu Xin'er was a little sluggish.

Lin Congee jumped into the pickup truck very lightly, and then came down with the drink very easily.

Box by box, Hu Xin'er originally estimated that it would take a while to finish the drinks, and the Lin porridge was finished at once.

Hu Xin'er looked at Lin Congee who didn't sweat a little, and swallowed her saliva: "Congee Congee, are you a martial arts master?" ”

Lin Congee hurriedly shook his head, and slipped directly into Zhou Yan's small shop.

When Hu Xin'er saw Lin Congee Porridge entering, she also pulled her throat directly upstairs: "Dad, let Sister Xiaomei and Brother Zhang come down to carry drinks!" ”

After shouting, Hu Xin'er also followed into the store.

A few boys were taken aback by Hu Xin'er's voice, and their feelings were still a hot girl!

That's more right.

Is it still the daughter of the boss upstairs?

Thinking of this, the boys stepped forward and carried their drinks upstairs.

Hu Biao was still chatting with the new sales girl, talking nonsense, but he was also startled by Hu Xin'er's voice.

"This girl."

Hu Biao cursed, and shouted directly at his other two male salesmen: "Go down and carry drinks." ”

It's just that Hu Biao turned around and saw the boys licking their faces and bringing up the drinks, and they didn't forget to say hello uncle.

Hu Biao: ???

Watching the boys bring up the drinks and bring them into the store to consume, Hu Biao once again doubted life.

Hu Xin'er didn't know how much traffic she had brought to her father's supermarket, and by the way, she also solved the problem of carrying drinks outside.

The air conditioner in Daddy's supermarket is not as comfortable as this air conditioner.

Hu Xin'er originally wanted to question Zhou Yan, how could there be such a big store.

It's just that when she saw Zhou Yan playing with his mobile phone on the recliner like a landlord and old wealth, Lin Congee was squatting next to him and boiling Chinese medicine in a small casserole, and she was not angry.

"Stop!" Hu Xin'er walked over angrily and pointed at Zhou Yan: "Why are you embarrassed to call porridge??? ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.